Jiang Zizhuo expressed helplessness to Ling Dad's behavior as if he was guarding against thieves. He could only hug Ling Xiaoxiao tightly at the school gate: "After going back, do you have time to call me and text messages?"

"It should be. The more the Chinese New Year comes, the more things happen at the gas station, so my dad shouldn't have much time to stare at me, but I still have to feel wronged that you are waiting for my news at home." Ling Xiaoxiao shrank in his arms, greedily sucking the fragrance of tea on his body, which would take twenty days to not smell.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to buy you a laptop?" Jiang Zizhuo suddenly thought of this: "Buy another wireless network card so that you can contact me at any time at home. How about it?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shrank in his arms and rolled her eyes: "You know, I have to do everything during the Chinese New Year at home. Every winter vacation I am busy from beginning to end. When I am not busy, I have to read books and do questions. How can I have time to surf the Internet?"

"That's how it's," the little boy's tone was a little disappointed: "I really want to go to college as soon as possible."

"It's almost time. Next semester, we will be in the second year of high school. In a blink of an eye, we will be in the third year of high school. Time passes quickly. Look, I have known you for a year and a half." Knowing that Jiang Zizhuo was in a bad mood, Ling Xiaoxiao quickly spoke to comfort her.?

"Not a year and a half," Jiang Zizhuo held Ling Xiaoxiao's shoulder with both hands, pulled her out of her arms, and looked directly at her: "It has been ten years since we met, but we just lost contact in the middle."

"Missing, malfunction," Ling Xiaoxiao quickly raised the white flag. Every time she talked about this problem, the little boy insisted inexplicably, which made her feel guilty because she couldn't remember: "It's getting late, Brother Zhen and I have to leave quickly, otherwise we will not be able to catch up with the bus."

Seeing that Ling Xiaoxiao would escape whenever she talked about this topic, Jiang Zizhuo would not expose her. As long as the person was by his side, what would he have to worry about? After looking at the time, it was indeed too late. He reached out to help her organize her scarf and hat: "Be careful on the way. Once you get on the bus, remember to call me or text me, do you know?"

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded and touched his tender face reluctantly. Then she pulled Brother Zhen into the taxi that had been booked in advance.

"Can you not make it so lingering every time? Isn't it fucking?" Brother Zhen had been waiting for them for a while, and it seemed that the two of them could not finish saying anything every time they said goodbye, but the two of them were always tired of being together on weekdays, so how could they say so many things? Brother Zhen said she couldn't understand at all.¤    ?

Ling Xiaoxiao is now immune to Brother Zhen’s joke. She is shameless and glances at her sideways: "What? Are you envious? Otherwise, you can find a boyfriend to see if you are tired of this, how about it?"

Find a boyfriend? Brother Zhen shuddered. This idea is so scary. How can a man be with a man! She stretched out her arm and pulled Ling Xiaoxiao closer to her arms: "You should say you should try it out for a girlfriend, but I have you, so what else can I find a girlfriend? Look at how harmonious we are together. It would be better if we didn't have the light bulb of Jiang Zizhuo."

Seeing that Brother Zhen was still so unconscious, Ling Xiaoxiao could only lit a candle for Yue Pingjun in his heart. My sister had really tried her best. My sister didn't give you a slight stutter in front of her. She would just say good things to you. This is because the sun came out of the west and was treated. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Brother Zhen who was smugly in silence, and felt that this strange creature should let Yue Pingjun slowly find a solution.

When he arrived at the passenger station, Ling's father was waiting at the door. When he saw her and Brother Zhen get out of the taxi, he hurried over to help Ling Xiaoxiao get things: "I said Dabaoer, you carry a lot of things back every time, what are you carrying? I haven't seen what you bought at home."

A few black lines popped up from Ling Xiaoxiao's forehead, and you've eaten it. What else do you think? She raised her hand and pointed at the three big bags on the ground: "Hey, the first one is my own daily necessities, changing clothes, reference books and test papers, the second one is the cooked food that my mother asked me to bring for the New Year, and the third one is the various small things that Xiao Lingzi wanted and the health care products he bought for grandma."

The three big bags were equal, and each one was not small. Dad Ling smacked his lips, and was so smart that he didn't say anything anymore. He picked up two of them: "You came late today and couldn't have lunch. I bought you some bread and biscuits. Wait until you get in the car and just put your stomach on your stomach."

Brother Zhen was quite resentful when he heard that he had no time to have lunch, so he looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with dissatisfaction. If those two people hadn't insisted on being there, how could they have not had time to...

Ling Xiaoxiao turned a blind eye to Brother Zhen’s complaining look. Compared with lunch, of course, it is more important for a little boy!

After getting in the car, Ling Xiaoxiao took advantage of the time when Ling's father was going to put his luggage and sent a message to Jiang Zizhuo. He emphasized that Ling's father was by his side and should not reply to the text message. Looking at the reminder of the delivery of the text message, he saw that Ling's father was about to turn around and sit down, so he quickly put his phone back in his pocket.

With Ling's father by his side, he doesn't have to worry about anything on the road. Although the two of them will meet each other at least once a month, they will always come and go in a hurry and can't say a few words. So, on the way back, Ling's father pulled Ling Xiaoxiao to chat with him, sometimes talking about interesting things in the gas station, sometimes talking about the old men in the unit who envy him for having a daughter who went to school at No. 8 Middle School, and sometimes asking about Ling Xiaoxiao's study and life at No. 8 Middle School.

The two of them chatted all the way. When the car entered Quanxian, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that her mouth was about to be spitting out of fire, and her throat was about to smoke. No matter how careful Ling's father was, he was still a rough man. When he bought biscuits and bread, he forgot to buy her water.

The two got out of the car. Ling's father didn't detain a small van at the station and told him an address, which was no longer the previous bungalow yard. After Ling Xiaoxiao went to school at the end of August, Ling's mother was very enthusiastic about asking someone to introduce her to buy a house.

After half a month of hard work, I saw a house in a family building near the trade, with a four-story, three-bedroom apartment, and a 14o square meter area. The house at this time is not very particular about public space, so the 14o square meter is almost a real area, large and bright. Ling's mother fell in love with it at first sight and decided to buy it directly.

Ling's father listened to his wife in everything. Besides, the house was really good, so he paid half of the transfer procedures. Ling Xiaoxiao heard Ling's father talk about the new home proudly on the way, and she was always curious. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a large living room, and the area of ​​the living room could catch up with the overall area of ​​the small bungalow they had before.
Chapter completed!